it was a normal day at your university, and as usual whenever you came into class, you would immidiently spot boys bullying the quiet kid who we call 'scaramouche' or 'scara' for short

it was now breaktime as you can see scaramouche picking up his fallen textbooks, and you felt bad so you decided to walk over and help him as he got surprised by someone helping him

"why are you helping me..?"